Be like sand
Breaking and shifting under the tide
Stagnation is a sin to me
I am movement
I am flux

The condition of existence
To run like a light
From its shadows

Sweet melancholy
Lips so sweet
I curl into your soft embrace
But your arms won't contain me
For I am a restless beast

Wanderlust
How your eyes dance bright
And your body twists in the sunrise
I would run to the east with no thought of ceasing
If you would twist with me in the midnight
That eastward light, the burning lust within me
How long will you dance, barely out of reach

I always carry a book with me
Like a place to hide
During the rainstorm
Warm and dry

How have I, up until this moment
Never felt my own heartbeat
And been stricken by its presence
Odd
What a horrifying idea

Im not

human

I'm not

human

Hollow and plastic
Can you hear my heart ticking?
Tick tick in my hollow
Empty

I'm not

human

I'm not

human